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To Whom Debit Goes

It’s of fifty thousand years Since the Mankind’s presence on Earth By generations passed on The baton of right to live All before Corona saved this To pass on to the hands of next kins Say if this World is die of Corona The debit goes to the Men aiming Mars Isn’t it?

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